It’s now be 20 minutes we’ve been sitting here in Art Bar Funkel’s and my woman is still reading the menu like it’s the fucking Diary of Anne Frank or something.
She seems to have trouble to simply choose a fucking starter, main and dessert.
Newry Spud spoke to himself and said:
“This is a fucking nightmare. Just pick the Buddah Bowl and The Texan Burger for fucks sake.
We’re now here 25 minutes and she still can’t decide on what to eat, now she doesn’t know if she wants water or a diet coke.Fuck my life.”